19 year old Michelle stood on the street corner trying to look sexy. Her denim skirt was so short it barely covered her ass and her shirt was one of those that tied around the neck and barely covered her 36C breasts that stood out pertly in the cool air. It was early September and it was obvious that Fall wasn't far off. She just needed one more trick tonight and she could go home. She knew her mother wasn't happy with her following in her footsteps but she did what she had to, to survive. Her mother couldn't take care of johns anymore, not since she got sick so it had fallen to Michelle to pay the rent and put food on the table.
Michelle sighed as she watched cars stop and other girls get in the cars. She was cold and hungry and just wanted to go home, but she had made a promise, she had to make a certain quota each day in order to have enough to pay the bills. So she waited and watched. "Slow night sweetie?" Another one of the girls walked up to her and smiled.
Michelle looked at her and grinned. "Hey Stella, yeah, probably to cold." Stella was in her early forties and had been doing this for over 20 years. You would never guess looking at her that she was actually that old and Michelle wondered if she had plastic surgery done or if she was just that young looking.
Stella put her arm around her shoulders and gave her a one armed hug. "It will work out sweetie; you know you'll get what you need." She kissed Michelle on the cheek. "You always do sugar."
Michelle knew the other girls watched out for her. She was the youngest on the strip and the other girls thought of her as their pet prodigy. Michelle wrapped her arms around Stella and hugged her back. "Thanks, I'm just tired and my feet are killing me." She lifted her leg showing off her knee high boots and twisted her ankle around.
Stella chuckled and suddenly whistled. "Will you look at that?"
Michelle pulled away and looked towards the street. A black stretch limo pulled up to the corner and stopped. Michelle and Stella just stared at it as it sat there wondering what a hot shot was doing in this part of town. The driver stepped out of the car and walked towards the two women. Michelle stood there watching with a look of pure envy on her face. She was sure whoever was in that limo would want someone with more experience, not a 19 year old who was just starting out.
The man was dressed in a suit, a chauffeur hat and sunglasses even though the sun was going down. He walked up to the two women and let his eyes drift over both of them. Michelle pushed her hip out and ran her hand up her side trying to look sexy. She made sure not to look at Stella who was probably panting at the thought of a rich trick. The man smiled at Stella then turned towards Michelle. Michelle felt her heart in her throat as the man stared at her. She licked her suddenly dry lips and the man smiled. "Are you a woman of the night?" He asked with a deep accent.
She saw Stella look at her in surprise and she smiled. "Um, yeah, that's one word for it I guess."
The man took off his sunglasses and Michelle got lost in his deep blue eyes. "My Master is looking for an escort for the night. You will be well compensated."
Michelle bit her lip to keep from screaming in excitement. "Um, sure that sounds great." She glanced over at Stella who just smiled at her then walked down the sidewalk as another car pulled up to the curb. She walked over to the car and leaned on the passenger side window sill. Michelle turned her attention back to the driver. "Um...after you."
The man nodded and turned back towards the car. Michelle smiled as she followed him her heart beating hard against her chest. She waited while he opened the back door of the limo and looked at her. Michelle smiled and him and climbed into the car watching the driver close the door behind her.
She let her eyes adjust to the semi darkness then looked around. It looked like your typical limousine, with a mini bar, TV, and two rows of seats. Sitting across from her was a man that made her heart beat harder in her chest. Even though he was sitting it was obvious that he was tall, at least 5'11 or 6'. He had a slender build and deep piercing blue eyes that were directed right at her. He let his eyes drift over her body before bringing them back to her face. Michelle felt her pussy throbbing with need as she stared at him. When his eyes met back with hers he smiled a million dollar smile that made Michelle suck in her breath. "Um...hi." She said softly. She heard the front driver door of the car open then close then the car started to move. Michelle was paralyzed as she stared at the man in front of her.
The man turned on a light that cast him in shadow and Michelle blinked at the sudden glare. He moved his eyes over her once more and smiled even brighter. "You are a lady of the night?" He asked softly. He had a slight southern drawl to his voice and it sent shivers down Michelle's body.
"Y...yes." She stammered she didn't know what was wrong with her but this man was affecting her like no other customer had. She licked her suddenly dry lips and he sucked in his breath as he watched her.
Michelle licked her lips again and his eyes followed the movement of her tongue. He bit his lip and smiled at her. "You are young for this profession."
She lowered her eyes and looked at her hands clasped together in her lap. "I'm 19."
He suddenly moved and was sitting beside her on the seat. Michelle gasped at his sudden closeness and lifted her wide eyes to stare into his. He smiled at her and brought his hand up gently running his finger down her cheek. Michelle sat motionless at his touch but her heart was slamming against her chest and she started breathing heavier.
He ran his finger down over her neck then continued down until he barely touched her breast through her shirt. Michelle sucked in her breath as her nipple tightened. "You are young, I like that." He cupped her breast through her shirt and Michelle closed her eyes as pleasure coursed through her.
"T...thank you." She stammered. "Suddenly it was like her mind had gone blank. She usually had a list of what she would and wouldn't do and how much each act cost, but the way the man was touching her was driving everything from her mind but his touch. He circled her nipple through her shirt with his finger and she sighed pressing into his hand.
"You have much experience?" He asked softly looking into her eyes.
Uh oh, now she was worried. She had only been doing this for about a year and there were things she was still learning. "I...I'm not a virgin if that's what you mean." She licked her lips once more and he smiled.
He took his hand off her breast and reached up to her neck. He drew his finger across her neck then moved it behind her under her hair. Michelle sat paralyzed as his fingers brushed against her skin. When he pulled the tie on her shirt she gasped. She wanted to reach up and cover herself but she knew she couldn't. So she just let the material of her shirt fall exposing her bare breasts to his gaze. He lowered his eyes and looked at her breasts. He left the hand behind her neck on her neck and brought his other hand up circling her nipple with his finger. Michelle moaned and closed her eyes as pleasure once again coursed through her.
He leaned his head down and nipped at her ear with his teeth while he circled her nipple. Michelle moaned and closed her eyes. "What is your name?" He murmured against her ear seductively.
He took her nipple between his fingers and gently squeezed it making her whimper. "M...Michelle." She stammered trying to hold herself still even though her body was on fire.
He licked at her ear with his tongue and she shivered. "What a beautiful name. My name is Eric," he cupped her breast with his fingers and gently stroked the tender flesh. Michelle bit her lip to keep from moaning and lifted her eyes to his as he pulled away from her ear.
